Chapter 83
The river was quiet, carrying only its usual murmurs, when something unusual caught my eye. A body-face-down-drifting closer with each pull of the current. At first, I didn't care. I had more important things to do, places to go. But when the current turned him just enough for the moonlight to brush his features, my blood ran cold.
Nicolas.
I froze on the bank, fists clenching. Of all the people fate could throw in my path, why him? I should have let the water take him, let him vanish into the depths where I would never see him again. My lips curled at the thought-it would solve so many problems.
But I didn't move. My chest tightened with a strange, infuriating pull.
I hissed under my breath, "You're nothing to me now. So why-why can't I turn away?"
Before I realized it, I
